Building a sect from scratch.

The laughter and commotion among the players did not affect the conversation between Si Yin Xianren and Fang Xianyu. Fang Xianyu said contemptuously, "Fellow Daoist Qianzhi has not joined my Taiyin Sect, so how can you say that you have betrayed us? Do you think my Taiyin Sect is as shameless as your Ziwei Sect, taking advantage of others' misfortunes?"

Seeing that negotiations were failing and he was being humiliated in every way, the Immortal Si Yin could no longer tolerate it: "You—"

Fang Xianyu suppressed the urge to roll his eyes and said, "What do you mean, 'you'?! Stop talking nonsense! You two come out obediently, and I'll leave you with a complete corpse, so that when I break this mountain-protecting formation, you won't even have a place to keep your bones!"

"It's so deceiving!"

The Yin Immortal's eyes were bloodshot with rage. He turned to the Yang Immortal and said, "Senior Brother, we can't wait any longer! Activate the Sacrificial Immortal Array!"

Seeing that there was no possibility of negotiation, Immortal Siyang gritted his teeth and nodded: "Activate the Immortal Sacrifice Array."

Immortal Si Yin immediately shouted to the disciples of the Taiyi Ziwei Sect, "Activate the Immortal Sacrifice Array—"

Meanwhile, the background music that the Taiyin Sect had been playing on a loop was saying, "Setting up a sacrificial array to send all the disciples below the Foundation Establishment stage of the sect to their deaths," which was undeniably ironic.

However, in the Guixu Realm, the relationship between disciples and sects has always been unequal, so even if they were truly sent to their deaths, there would be no reason to criticize them within the Guixu Realm's value system. Especially with Si Yin and Si Yang in charge, those disciples who knew they were going to die wouldn't even dare to run, let alone question or inquire.

A group of Taiyi Ziwei Sect disciples, led by several trusted disciples of the Yin Immortal, were scattered among the various array eyes, waiting anxiously.

At this moment, the Immortal of Yin finally removed the mountain-protecting formation.

He sneered and raised his voice, "I've removed the mountain-protecting formation for you, but I wonder if you dare to come in!"

"How ruthless! They didn't hesitate to use the Immortal Sacrifice Array!"

Fang Xianyu glanced with pity at the pale-faced outer disciples of the Ziwei Sect who were all in their places, and at the several Golden Core disciples who looked righteous and ready to die. He sighed slightly and shook his head.

At the same time, a new random mission popped up in the view of all players with a ding.

The limited-time battlefield emergency mission, "Breaking the Immortal Sacrifice Array," has been triggered. Players participating in the limited-time battlefield are requested to proceed to the Immortal Sacrifice Array within the battlefield and await its activation. Once activated, participating players will receive the "Favor of the Moon Goddess" effect bonus. ("Favor of the Moon Goddess": [Resurrection cooldown reduced by 99%])

Many players are cursing and complaining: "Wow, a scripted death? So we have to die once in a row?"

"The problem is there's no reward for this mission! Why are the developers getting so stingy?! They're sending us to our deaths and they won't even give us a reward!?"

"Anyone who does a task without a reward is a dog!"

"That's right! Woof!"

"Holy crap, buddy, you've really gone too far!?"

"What do you know! What if it's a prerequisite for some golden quest?! Even if it's just bad luck, maybe it gives you battlefield points? Anyway, if you die with the buff, you don't even have to wait for the cooldown to revive, so why not do it!"

"That makes sense... Holy crap, slow down! You're on a suicide mission and you're running so fast! Are you in a rush to be reborn?!"

The players complained and sprang into action. Except for a few special players left behind to guard the prisoners and handle logistics, almost everyone else rushed into the protective formation. Some used the wind, some rode their spirit weapons, and some used spirit talismans. Everyone was in a rush, afraid of being too slow to die and having to wait in line, thus missing out on the lion's share of the rewards.

However, in the eyes of the Taiyi Ziwei Sect cultivators, including the Immortal Siyin, it made them question the meaning of life.

Logically speaking, since they've already launched a propaganda campaign to expose the matter of the Immortal Sacrifice Formation, shouldn't everyone have avoided such a deadly formation? At the very least, shouldn't you have tried to destroy it?

So what's with you all running into the killing formation? And why do you all look so excited?!
What's going on?!
Immortal Siyang pondered for a moment, thinking he understood, and asked loudly, "What, do you want your Taiyin Sect disciples to make pointless sacrifices, trading lives for lives to break my Sacrifice Immortal Formation? For your own selfish desires, Fang Xianyu, you're harming the lives of your disciples. What right do you have to talk about seeking justice for Pinglin?" Immortal Siyang's words were also imbued with spiritual power, carrying the same intention as the Taiyin Sect's recurring announcement: to sow discord between Sect Master Fang Xianyu and the Taiyin Sect disciples.

Unexpectedly, the players who were getting closer and closer became even more excited upon hearing this, and some of them even started acting.

"That's different! We did it voluntarily!"

"That's right! We're willing to sacrifice ourselves!"

"For our sect leader! We would go through fire and water without hesitation!"

"In this world, someone always has to step forward!"

"Protecting the people and upholding the sect are both our responsibilities and our obligations! For the sake of the people, no matter how much hardship we endure, it doesn't matter! No matter how much we suffer, we must face it! This is the heartfelt sentiment of me, an ordinary disciple of the Taiyin Sect!"

"Let the storm rage on! Hurrah!"

"The rise and fall of the nation is the responsibility of every citizen!"

"Amitabha! If I don't go to hell, who will? If you don't understand the reasoning, this humble monk is also somewhat skilled in martial arts!"

"Brother, stop acting, it's too awkward. You know a little bit of martial arts, and you're just going to run into someone's immortal-sacrificing formation to die?"

"Your lines are way off. You should say something like this: Kasaya! Great Mighty Heavenly Dragon! Great Luo Mantra! World Honored Ksitigarbha! Prajna Buddhas! Prajna Paramita Hum!"

"Can you two shave your heads before you start acting?"

"Dude, you've gone too far! You're pushing yourself too hard; it's a bit fake!"

Some players were laughing and joking, some were passionate and enthusiastic, and others were flying around, twisting and turning, sometimes to the east and sometimes to the west, not knowing what they were doing.

"Record the whole thing, especially my majestic figure! The tragic grandeur of my heroic sacrifice must be brought out!"

The Jade Emperor in the crowd pointed and talked to the players next to him who were live-streaming and recording. The expression on his face became even more tragic, and for some reason, his eyes were slightly red. At first glance, it was quite interesting, but the background noise of "You have done all kinds of bad things! You have lost all conscience" made it hard to be serious.

In the live stream hosted by the player who recorded the screen, the chat was filled with complaints about it.

"Why does the Emperor look like he's been constipated for a week? It's so fake!"

"You're underestimating him. Look at his eyes, they're all red. He's probably been constipated for a month!"

"Wow! How come I never realized the Emperor was such a good actor before! He's even more enthusiastic than Dog Brother!"

"You become like the company you keep; that's something I learned from Brother Dog!"

"Ugh! So oily! So smelly!"

...(End of chapter)